[She soaks in that happy grin, and the rest of him, her hand squeezing his when she realizes that he's really okay, and he's real and really here. She pulls herself in for a second hug at that point, a much tighter and desperate one. Now that she's sure he's not harmed in any way, she remembers what she was telling him over the network. But she's not just going to pop it right back into conversation, she's going to ease into it, maybe let him feel a sense of her desperation.]
What's the last thing you remember, then? Before waking up here?
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What's the last thing you remember, then? Before waking up here?